When Paloma had regained her consciousness, she had needed a few moments to realize that she was once again gagged with some cloth and that her hands were tied to the posts of the staircase. Then, a tug at her most intimate parts made her recognize that there was more.
„Uuuhmmmph! Mph! Ghhhmmm!“
Looking down, Paloma saw with horror that a black woman, obviously Zenobia, was tied in a hogtie and lying between her legs. Though the other`s head and shoulders were hidden under Paloma`s nightgown, she could feel only too well that Zenobia`s head was tied to a rope that ran between the Mexican`s legs. She could feel Zenobia`s nose brush through her pubic hair and felt the small tugs on her crotch rope whenever the Black moved her head. And there wasn`t a moment she was not moving.
„Mph! Uhhmmmph! Mhhmmmm!“
Paloma could see that Zenobia was working on her bonds with much effort and the film of perspiration on her naked skin told Paloma that she was trying hard for some time. Zenobia`s wrists were tied behind her back and bound to her equally tied ankles and whenever she squirmed in her bonds, Paloma could also see a rope disappearing between her buttocks. She tried to communicate with her bound companion, but with them both being gagged, it was to no avail.
Paloma could not concentrate on obvious questions – like „who did this to us?“ or „maybe, I can get free by myself“ because of the constant irritation between her legs. Zenobia was so concentrated on loosening her bonds that she completely ignored the intimacy of their bondage and Paloma could now even feel blows of hot air on her pubic mound whenever Zenobia breathed out. It was terrible, humiliating – and also a bit intriguing.
Then, the door opened. Paloma`s eyes widened and she mmphed through her gag, thinking it were their attackers. However, the two women entering seemed as perplexed as her when they saw Paloma and Zenobia in their embarrassing position.
„Mph! Uhhmmm! Mph!“
Unaware of the presence of the two, Zenobia continued working on her bonds, squirming and wriggling like an eel. Paloma moaned through her gag and tapped the Black`s buttocks with her heels. She wanted to be freed instead of enduring this involuntary massage any longer.
„Mmmhhhrrr!“
With an angry grunt, Zenobia tugged hard on Paloma`s crotch rope, making the Mexican rear up. Obviously, she hated any disturbance. Paloma rolled her eyes in frustration and looked pleadingly at the two women. However, neither of them made a move towards them. They both just waited.
The next few minutes were some of the longest in Paloma`s life. Completely helpless, she had to endure Zenobia`s efforts of getting free, combined with her nose, mouth and chin rubbing over her pubic area whilst the two girls watched with considerable glee and interest. Paloma blushed all over and mewed with anger and frustration, but the blonde even whispered something into the redhead`s ear and they both giggled.
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„Uuuhmmmph!“
Finally, after what seemed ages, Zenobia had come to a success. She could slip one of her wrists from the rope coils and whilst she still was freeing her other hand, she reached under Paloma`s nightgown and began working on her gag.
„I am almost free, it`s just another minute or so!“, she croaked after she had loosened her gag.
„Mmhhmmm! Uuhhmmmmm!“
Desperately, Paloma tried to alert her of the two spectators. If they were those who had trussed them up, they sure would not like the fact that-
„Uuuhhmmmm!“
A few hard tugs on Paloma`s crotch rope followed. Then, Zenobià`s head appeared from underneath her nightgown, a triumphant smile on her face. Then, she noticed the two watchers.
„What the-“
Zenobia tried to raise, but with her feet still bound and loosely connected to her crotch rope, she stumbled and sat with her hands propping up her upper body and stared at the two women.
„A-Alinda? Winona?“
„So, you are indeed Zenobia? I wasn`t quite sure when I saw you first. Excuse me, but from behind, you really look all the same!“
Alinda giggled, but Winona now changed into a more matter-of-factly tone.
„So, can you tell me who`s your friend and who did this to you?“
„Eh, what, aren`t you those responsible for that?“
Zenobia now was even more perplexed. Sure, neither Alinda nor Winona had a reason for tying her and Paloma up. The last time she had seen the blonde it had been when she and Xenia had kidnapped her from the pirate ship, taking her as a hostage. However, it had seemed that she and Xenia had not become partners since then.
The presence of Winona was an even stranger coincidence. The redhead had been Alinda`s enemy and though she and Reggie had left her naked, bound and gagged, she could not think that Winona had come all the way for revenge. Yet, she had seen her once in White Skull in the last summer.
„Mmhmmmmph!“
Paloma interrupted Zenobia`s nostalgig thoughts. Not only did she feel excluded, she also wanted to be freed from her ropes and gags immediately.
Some 20 minutes later, the four girls had completely realized what had happened and had told each other about their reasons for being here. Andrea and Fiona were gone – Zenobia shuddered from the implications of the fact that their clothes still were here – and obviously, both Alinda`s and Winona`s aunts had disappeared around here a few weeks earlier, too.
„So, if there isn`t more than one kidnapper specialized in women who are in their thirties, it seems that our aunts and your friends have been abducted by the same group. And that means that we are working on the same side, so to say.“
Zenobia and Paloma had just got dressed. Of course, the Black wanted to help in finding Andrea, but she saw no point in doing that on her own accord.
„We must inform the Sheriff!“, she cried. To her surprise, neither Winona nor Alinda wanted to stop her, but the redhead made her wait a moment:
„You are right, the law should be on our side, too, and we might need some help. But, I don`t want auntie Niamh to get hurt and what do you think these peasants will do? They will group together to a posse and comb the area, sure. But they will act as if on a beat hunt and shoo away the abductors, or, even worse, endanger the lives of the abducted. So, we have to act a bit more reasonable.“
With Andrea in the clutches of some evil men, Zenobia had no intention of being reasonable, but she had to admit that Winona had the better arguments.
„So, what do you have in mind?“, she asked with a sigh.
„Well, we should try to find tracks the abductors have left. Alinda and I have already found some footprints and other hints, telling us that there has only been one man, obvioulsy quite tall, and that he has left here by a canoe.“
Zenobia was only a little impressed. Theye were in the marshland and there were hardly any pathes suitable for horses, let alone coaches or carts. So, that hint would not get them anywhere.
Besides, there sure was more than one tall man living in the vicinity. But now, Alinda continued, obviously keen on proving that she was an able investigator, too.
„So, we know that they are not kept here, but that the abductor has brought them to a place more far away. On the other hand, it`s unlikely that they have been transported to a ship. Our aunts have been abducted weeks ago and the fisherman would have noticed an unknown ship loitering around in these waters for several days. No, given the fact that all victims have been abducted from here, they must be somewhere in a perimeter of not more than ten miles.“
„Which reduces the area to search to some 100 squaremiles of jungle, with a labyrinth of water straits“, Zenobia thought. However, it was better than no hope at all.
„So, let`s go and try our best! Paloma, you will wait here for some hours. Then, you will inform the Sheriff. That will give us a head start and also ensure that we have some kind of backup!“
Alinda and Winona nodded, but Paloma shook her head. She had tears in her eyes, but when she talked, she seemed confident, though her voice trembled.
„Please, I-I would p-prefer to come with you, too. We can leave a letter for the Sheriff! I-I know what Andrea means to you, bu-but you matter to me, and I-“
She started to sob and Zenobiy took her in her arms. The others looked a bit annoyed, but finally, they agreed upon leaving a letter pinned to the door. Fiona usually visited the city every day, so, sooner or later, a neighbour would come over and see if she perhaps was ill.
One hour later, they left. Zenobia and Paloma had found some men`s clothes in the cupboards of Fiona`s late husband and the two agents had equipped the widow`s boat with some supplies.
***
„Uuuhhmmph! Hhhrrrrrmmmmm! Ggghhhmmmph! Mph!“
Andrea would have rolled her eyes in frustration if she hadn`t been blindfolded. She had awoken, only to find herself tied up and gagged and her head trapped between another woman`s legs. But her shock had been distracted by the fact that her companion was fighting her bonds with considerable strength and pulled desperately to get rid of the other`s head touching her most intimate parts. Andrea could also feel some vibrations between her own legs, combined by some tugs on a rope bisecting her crotch, telling her that she and the other women were tied face-to-crotch, forcing them to breathe into the other`s lap. Andrea had been tied in similar humiliating positions before, but one never got used to it fully and so, she tried to squirm as less as possible to mitigate the close contact to the other nude woman. Since she was tightly blindfolded, Andrea didn`t know who her „partner“ was, but she could tell from the fragrance that it wasn`t Zenobia – which would have made their plight still frightening, but a bit more tolerable.
However, the other woman obviously didn`t consider lying still to be an option. She squirmed and wriggled like mad, desperately trying to get Andrea`s face from between her legs or her own head from Andrea`s pubic area. However, bound hogtied and naked as the were, this only meant that either she pulled Andrea`s face deep into her lap, forcing the other to pull back, just for not to choke. Or, she pushed her face against Andrea`s pubic mound. Involuntarily, Andrea had to participate in her companion`s frantic movements, though exhaustion was already taking it`s toll.
In addition, the other one kept screaming through her gag, sending small blows of hot air and vibrations from her continuous moans and grunts through Andrea`s crotch. Andrea had already guessed from the slightly bitter taste in her mouth that she once again was gagged with a pair of knickers. She even could tell that it were Zenobia`s.
„So, obviously she has to chew on some used underwear, too, and she has never had that dubious experience before.“
Unbeknownst to the two squirming women, yet only a yard away, Curt was watching his victims. He could not help admiring both the darker brown haired woman`s fighting spirit and the other`s futile efforts to remain calm.
„What the hell I am doing here?“, he thought by himself for the umpteeth time. Curt wasn`t a heartless brute, though he helped Laura and Nathalie with their wicked plans. He told himself again and again that none of the kidnapped would die from the little blood they wanted to take from them in their strange ritual. It would be a bit painful and sure very frightening, but not lethal. And then? Curt hoped that whatever the two mad women expected from their ritual would at least look to them like a success. Because then, he could just get their victims somewhere where they would be found by the people of New Hope. They would not be able to tell where they had been brought to and so, within a few days, they all could get on with their lifes, him being some 700 gold Dollars richer.
***
Xenia cursed when she read the letter Zenobia had left for the Sheriff to find. So, she had missed Zenobia just by half an hour or so! But this time, she would keep on her tracks! Though her two henchmen seemed a bit reluctant, they obeyed when she ordered them to organize a boat and some supplies. Since Xenia had given them enough money to do so, the three could leave some 30 minutes later.
However, Bruce Vandermoore, being New Hope`s mayor and Sheriff in staff union, had of course heard about the strange group that had arrived late at night, asked questions about the three women that had recently arrived and now had disappeared in the swamps. And now, a letter told him that Fiona Clarke had been abducted!
Vandermoore had chosen deliberately at such a quiet and secure place as New Hope, but he also was a brave man. And so, before noon he had organized a group of about 50 volunteers who would try to find Mrs. Clarke and the other women. They had no idea where to search, but they could man some dozen canoes and so, they were confident to find a track of the missing Ladies soon.
***
In the morning, Virginia and Caroline were having their second breakfast in captivity. The three Seminoles had managed to break their handcuffs and so, they had been free during the night, but there had always been one of them awake and besides, they had no idea of where to go. In addition, they had taken their shoes and socks, leaving them barefoot.
After a night in which none of the girls had found much sleep, they had been allowed to relief themselves one by one, whilst the men threatened the other with their guns. Now, they were given some water and some dried fish. It wasn`t tasty, but the men ate the same. None of the Indians spoke much and Virginia and Caroline had given up asking them to let them both go long before.
„Now, it`s just three days of walking until we have reached our hut. Unfortunately, we haven`t got a boat yet, but now that we no longer have to do woman`s work, too, we can concentrate better on things like building a new one.“
Virginia shuddered. So, these men indeed expected them to live with them a s their wives. She was not abhorred by things like cooking or doing laundry, but she knew that their duties would not end by doing these men`s household!
However, there was no point in being defiant right now and so, they followed Tom and Harry whilst Dick was walking behind them. They didn`t even care restraining them, knowing too well that running into the swamp would be no escape, but certain death for the two girls.
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„Phew, she`s even more a fighter than the blonde and the redhead! Nathalie, a hand, please!“
By dawn, Curt had reached the mansion where he was a bit surprised to see none of the other captives. He had cut the ropes tying Andrea`s and Fiona`s gags to the other`s crotch, but had left them hogtied, gagged and blindfolded. But whilst Andrea had allowed him to place her inside the house without much struggling, Fiona was fighting like mad, despite the fact she still was bound and gagged.
Laura had watched Curt carrying the squirming and bucking woman to the house with a smile, but then, she had decided to teach Fiona some manners. So, she had ordered Nathalie to get her the „throne“.
The said throne was a huge armchair whose seat had been removed. But before they could place Fiona in it, they had to restrain her further. It took Curt`s strength to keep her arms straight and still whilst Nathalie pulled a leather sheath over them, trapping them from the tips of her fingers to nearly her shoulders. Now, the fight was lost for Fiona, though her feet were no longer hogtied, allowing her to kick with her legs, but being unable to hurt someone. With considerable glee, Nathalie tightened the laces, crushing Fiona`s elbows together and forcing her to thrust out her bare boobs.
„Uuuhhmmmmph! Hhhrrrrrrrrmmmmmm! Nnnngggggg!“
„Oh, don`t start complaining before the real ordeal has begun!“
When Nathalie had buckled the straps securing the sheath to her shoulders, they placed her in the armchair, bending her bound arms over the backrest and padlocking the little ring at her finger tips to a horizontal bar between the chair`s rear legs. Now, since there was no seat, Fiona hung more in the chair than she was sitting, the edge of the backrest pressing into her armpits. Curt grabbed her legs and Nathalie untied her feet. To Curt`s surprise, she even removed the crotch rope. He wondered because usually Nathalie never let out a possibility to sexually humiliate the captives.
Despite her struggling and moaning, they bent Fiona`s legs over the armrests and tied her thighs off to them. Now, the woman had to sit with her croth wide open to the viewer. She wildly thrashed about her lower legs, but this made her look even more helpless as if she had been completely immobilized. Laura took another chair and sat vis a vis to Fiona whilst Nathalie removed the woman`s blindfold.
„Mmhhmmmmmmph! Hhhrrrrmrmmmmph! Mph! Mph! Mph!“
Laura waited until her protestd had calmed down a little. Fiona was panting and trying to squirm in her bonds, blushing all over from her humiliating position. Though, her looks at Laura were rather angry than frightened.
„So, let me welcome you to my place, Fiona! I can guess that you have a lot of questions, but now, with your knickers stuffed into your mouth, you are just not in the position to ask.“
„Mmhrrrrrmmmm!“
Fiona blushed even deeper when she was reminded of what was currently preventing her from screaming and speaking.
„You may think that being defiant will get you somewhere. But let me assure you that only obedience, strict obedience, is the key to any better treatment. So, will you promise to behave?“
„Nnnnngggg! Mmhhmmmph!“
Fiona vigorously shook her head and Laura smiled. Obviously, she hadn`t expected another answer from her. Now, she reached behind and showed a large silver pot to Fiona.
„So, if you change your mind, you can tell me without having to say a single word. Just start obeying my orders. And here`s number one: relieve yourself in front of all of us here!“
She stood up and placed the pot under Fiona`s chair. The woman bucked in her bonds and screamed through her gag, but Laura just laughed.
„Of course, you may need some time, but once you pee, I know that you are willing to cooperate and to accept your new role.“
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Now, Curt understood why Nathalie had spared Fiona the crotch rope. Being forced to relieve herself in front of others was an incredible thing to demand from a lady, but sooner or later, she would have to follow nature. And now, by doing so she would also admit that she had been defeated.
Turning away from the panting and moaning Fiona, Laura now bent over Andrea who was still lying on her side. She moaned slightly, but made no attempt to twitch back.
„Ah, you seem to be more disciplined than the other one. Unfortunately, Curt could not tell me your name, but we can introduce ourselves later. You must be tired from the trip and since Nathalie and I will just have to do some things before we can take care of you, you may just rest together with the others for a few hours.“
Andrea was released from her ankle ties and crotch rope and the blindfold was taken off. She blinked and looked around at her captors, but they quickly led her to one of the adlacent rooms.
Since she had befriended Zenobia the year before, Andrea had been tied up and gagged numerous times. Several of these positions had been humiliating and often, other women had been tied and gagged together with her. So, the sight of several naked, bound and gagged women was almost familiar to Andrea, but when she saw the five women trussed up in the room, she knew for sure that her current captivity was not for the faint of heart.
On a bed, two women were tied with their wrists cuffed to the bedposts, one to the upper end and the other to the lower end of the bed. But that was not what made Andrea gasp. Both had been pushed into each other, so to say. Both had to twist their bodies and the other`s upper body was trapped between her companion`s legs. One leg was stretched behind the other`s back and the other between her breasts. Two pairs of handcuffs tied to her ankles and around her neck made sure her legs would remain in that position. The other woman`s legs were tied the same way, forcing both women to press their labia against each other. They had no chance of escaping that intimate and embarrassing position, though the perspiration on their nude bodies told Andrea that both obviously had tried in vain.
Both women had iron masks tied around their necks, covering the lower halfs of their faces, too. These masks prevented them from moving their heads more than a bit and so, they only looked at her with some difficulty. Her faint moaning told Andrea that both were thoroughly gagged underneath their masks.
However, this position looked like paradise in comparison to the three women on the other bed. There, a woman was lying on her back, her arms and legs tied spreadeagle to the four posts. Andrea could only say that the naked person was a woman from her boobs, for there were two other females sitting upon her.
One was sitting astride her lap and this woman`s legs had been slung over the lying one`s thighs before they had been cuffed together at the ankles, forcing her to kneel with her butt close to the other one`s crotch. The sitting woman, a redhead, had her arms trapped behind her back in a tight leather sheath secured to her body by two straps running over her shoulders and crossing above her breasts before disappearing under her armpits. A third strap was tied around the woman`s waist and from that, another, obviously tight strap disappeared in her thatch of red pubic hair. Andrea could see that the lying woman was crotch roped, too, and that her crotch rope was threaded to that of the woman sitting upon her lap.
The redhead was wearing the same iron mask that acted as a gag and a neck collar and her hair was tied to a rope running over a hook at the ceiling before it was tied to the blonde scalp of woman number three.
This one was gagged similar to the others and also had her arms sheathed. She was sitting on the lying woman`s upper chest. Her legs were slung around the other`s stretched arms before her ankles had been tied together under her companion`s back. This forced the blonde to sit with her crotch open close to the other`s face. Andrea could not see if the lying woman`s gag was connected to the other`s crotch rope, similar to the arrangement she and Fiona had had to endure during their transport. But she guessed so, for again and again, the blonde`s sheathed hands were drawn a bit deeper between her buttocks.
To her astonishment, the woman lying on the bed seemed to enjoy her position, for her movements definitely weren`t those of someone trying to break free. For that, they were too slow and rhythmically. The redhead had her eyes closed and fron her heaving chest, her hard nipples and the small sounds emerging from her gag, Andrea could tell that she was aroused, too.
The blone, however, stared at her with widened eyes and obviously did not enjoy her predicament. There was little she could do about it, but she looked as if she had tried to get away from her involuntary partner with all her might.
„These two over there are Scarlett and Joanna“, Laura introduce the two women on the other bed to Andrea. Both twitched a bit when their names were mentioned, but were obviously too aware of their helplessness to do anything else.
„If you fear for them being bored, you have to know that before I forced their crotches together, I took one of these.“
She showed a black, smooth stick to Andrea. It was about one foot long and some two inches in diameter. The wood was perfectly smooth and the ends had been rounded and polished.
„I shoved it into Scarlett`s, eh, entrance and when we got them closer and closer, Joanna was forced to accept her half, too. It`s not painful, as you can see. They obviously have decided to ignore it rather to have some fun with it.“
Andrea shuddered and emitted a grunt when she looked at the two women at the bed. even if the stick was not hurting them, it sure was a humiliating thing to have it placed – there. Now, she really was afraid what they had in mind for her.
„Of course, they only can ignore it because we allowed them to do so. Rose – the one lying on the other bed – would sure prefer nothing more than just ignoring her crotch rope, but it`s been thoroughly lubed with an aphrodisiac before it was applied to her. Somehow, this is luck for Niamh – the redhead. We haven`t prepared her crotch strap, but obviously, their combined movements have allowed the substance to reach her private area, too. Clarissa, however, has no such aids in having some fun. Unfortunately for the three of them, I have ordered that none of them will be released before they all have climaxed.“
With a wild grunt, Andrea tried to break free, but Curt had expected such a thing and grabbed her before she had even reached the door. Then, he forced the struggling, moaning and flailing Andrea on one of the two empty beds. The woman fought and kicked at him, but Curt tied her ankles to the lower bedposts, forcing her to lie with open legs. Andrea screamed through the knickers stuffing her mouth and reared up, but Curt held her down whilst Nathalie brought another gag mask. Laura reached for Andrea`s scalp and pulled her to the bed`s upper end until she was stretched between her ankle ties and the pain in her hair and moaned and grunted. Curt removed her cleave gag, but before she could try to work out Zenobia`s knickers, he shoved them even deeper into her mouth.
„Uughhh! Ghhhmmmm!“
Andrea`s retching sounds became even more stifled as he shoved the leather plug of the mask between her open lips and used all his strength to close the mask at the back of her neck. When he had padlocked the gag mask, Andrea stared at him and panted through her nose. Her screams now had been reduced to a faint gurgling and her mouth and throat was stuffed to capacity.
Now, with Laura still holding her hair, Nathalie tied an iron belt with handcuffs welded to it`s sides around Andrea`s waist. Curt had meanwhile threaded a thin chain through one of the eyelets in Andrea`s collar and tied it to the bed`s upper end. When Laura let her hair go, Andrea tried to squirm, but she only could move her head a little and her body remained stretched upon the bed, though not too painfully.
Next, her wrists were cut loose and cuffed to her sides. Then, Laura brought a leather band with two strange plugs, a smaller and a bigger one, attached to it. In her other hand, she held a pink bottle and began lubing these plugs.
„Curt has told me that you prefer women and up to me, that`s no problem. But perhaps, you should just remember what feeling you are missing.“
„Hhhhrrrrrrrr! Nnnngggg! Ggghhhhmmmmm! Mph!“
Curt had to hold Andrea still whilst Laura padlocked the band`s end to the front of her belt. Then, she shoved the bigger plug into her. She was careful, but to the trembling and panting Andrea, condemned to endure that procedure without a chance to stop it. It seemed that she did so not only not to hurt her, but also to make her feel even more helpless.
When she was finished, she continued her way and Andrea`s eyes widened as the butt plug found it`s way inside her, too. Then, the band was padlocked to her rear. Laura now bent forward until her face was close to Andrea`s. The captive tried to hit her nose with her forehead, but Laura was just an inch out of reach. Laughing, she said:
„So, you are a fighter, too. that`s good, because as you may already have encountered – or will encounter very soon - , the lube I used on your plugs is the same I used on Rose`s crotch rope. So, in a few minutes, you may have to fight something that`s really worth it. But maybe, you will enjoy it, instead. Who knows, but you will be given some time to find out.“
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